The young man sighed as the chalk board sized computer screen blinked out cutting off the past transmission. He stood still for a few moments absorbed in the silence around him; the small light coming from a tattered lamp residing on the far side of the room was the only brake in the chambers inky darkness. The plain beige walls seemed more alive as the basked in the soft orange glow existing in less than half of the large study. Curling his toes that rested safely on the inside of black boots that stood atop of matching black carpet, running his hand through his spiky black hair the man let an ever more exasperated sigh before plopping down into an old leather office chair worn and comfortable with age. Slouching down farther into the giant brown teddy bear feeling chair, rubbing his domino masked eyes the man started thinking how to perform the enormous task that was ahead of him. Glancing at the portrait of him and his adoptive father that hung on the wall just above the rooms only light a weary smile working its way to his lips.
"What should I do?" He all but begged the lifeless representation of his adoptive father and former mentor to give him answers.
"Oh I forgot", he stated slouching forward in his chair and resting his forearms on top of his thighs. "You don't deal with the supernatural or magic it's the one thing that the world's greatest mind does NOT UNDERSTAND!" The man launched himself out of the chair and began passing the length of his study his yellow and black cape twisting and flicking behind him as he all but glided back and forth in his silent rage.
"The only way that I'm going to beat this" the man growled before stopping dead and glaring at the ground "Is if I find other supernatural's to aide with the situation." He sighed once more and as the air left his body so did the rage towards his former mentor who had refused to aid with the current problem because there were too many 'un-known's' to deal with, slouching his way over to his chair before collapsing back into its old leathery embrace
"And you know what they say…" he mutter exhaustedly his voice sluggish with sleep "the only way to catch an un-known is to be on un-known... hopefully that un-known doesn't gut me like a fish when I give her the next solo mission to perform….."
The man stretched and yawned before curling up inching closer and closer to sleep, his mind wandering to his purple haired demonic power house of a team mate who would receive the news in the morning before drifting off.